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Thursday, December 06, 2007

Here's the stitch-free, steri-strip covered wound. I leave the strips on (they're glued down with a foul-smelling adhesive) until they fall off and then I just take care of the skin until it heals, no bandaging necessary. When I left the doc's office (whole 'nother post) this morning they weren't quite as transparent. Now I understand why people keep staring at me. I am hat free for the moment because the glue was still wet when I left and they did a bunch of poking and prodding so I fear hat band pressure because my head feels pummeled.

With the staring I realize I need to come up with better stories when/if people ask what the fuck is up with my head. My one liners are OK but I think I could benefit from some internet input. Here's what I've got so far:

Turkey carving accident.Got into a fight at a hockey game.Black Friday tragedy.Cats. So many cats.